My lightest rifle has no sling nor the swivel studs for one. In the thick Alder brush and in the overgrown swamps of NE MN the rifle better be in your hands or you'll not get a shot off. And the binos stay in the shack whilst traversing this vegetation choked terrain as they'd be nothing more than an encumbrance.
The Chosin Few November to December 1950, Korea. I'm not one of the Chosin Few but no more remarkable group of Americans ever existed.
